Category: Diary


I Must Not Submit to Anger, Instead Submit to Music

The more I think about it, the angrier I become. Must unpack my music gear. Got a lot of frustration to vent…

Before
After

Today, the GoogleCameraVanTM passed the shop at the precise moment we pulled up outside, laden with stock from the cash & carry. I pulled a silly face, so that my gurning ugliness will be preserved for future kind. Of course, they’ll probably blur out my chiselled adonis good looks, but I don’t mind. If I’d had the time, I would have mooned it and challenged them to blur that out!!!

I didn’t manage to get my studio up-and-running today. Too much crap to clear. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow… Wanting to create and not being able to create is really annoying me now.

Sit on my Face(book)

I’m posting stuff at Facebook now because I can control who reads my random thoughts rather than leaving it open to the great unwashed. If you want to find out what’s really going on, you’ll just have to sign up and wait for my approval. Here I is.
Not sure what to do with this place with regards to the blog as I feel somewhat restricted in what I can post. These restrictions are, of course, self-imposed and related to my current situation. Once I move on I will resurrect it, but in the mean time it will be only for my music/video outputs, which will be pretty yawnsome for those of you who want all the juicy tit-bits.
Toodles…

The Guilty Act In Kind

I can’t decide if it is a good thing that my mere presence strikes fear into the hearts of a certain adult male and causes them to change direction in the street and hide behind parked cars in order to break my gaze? This person may or may not have wronged me in the past and now their actions indicate that my suspicions are well-founded. Am I a god or a devil? I am human, which lies somewhere in-between.

Meanwhile, after 12 years of owning various ovens in various dwellings (at this count, six ovens in four houses), I have cleaned my first oven today. Normally, I just buy a new one…

Mansion of the Mind

The human mind is like a mansion with a multitude of different rooms. Some are light and airey, some are dark and claustrophobic, others are cluttered and confused. The key to self-awareness is to realise which room you are in and which is the quickest route out, if necessary.

Sleep clears the mind. Repetitive work feeds the soul.

The Light at the End of the Tunnel?

I thought that there was a light at the end of the tunnel…that it is always darkest before the dawn…but instead I realise that I haven’t quite hit the bottom yet. I am very, very scared and there appears to be no way out.

A miracle and a stiff drink??? But it’s always darkest before you open your eyes…

The trick is indeed to keep smiling…

07.08.09

Today is the day – 07.08.09. I should have posted this at 04.05.06
In the car:
Verity: “Mad Dad”
Can’t argue with that.

The TV Critic

Me: “What do you think of Doctor Who, Verity?”
Verity: “Doctor Poo…”
She is a tough critic.

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